| Monday, January 15th, 2007 |
| 8:55 pm |
Jesus Fucking Christ!!!>?>
Dear Girlfriend, I love you soo much and yet at the same time you can be so fucking dense!!!. I understand you were excited about the house search today and I'm excited too but I've got something going on the side. My grandfather passed away last night. You know that he died and while I don't show my emotions that well I still grieve over his life. Don't make me feel guiltier that we can't spend as much time together or that I haven't shown as much excitement today as I should have. I'm grieving. I love you. Sorry my comeback from retirement is about how angry I am. I hope everyone is doing well. Love, Andrew P.S. Grandpa I'm glad you enjoyed the joke yesterday. |
| Friday, August 25th, 2006 |
| 10:15 am |
Damnit MSN!!
Hey MSN. It seems like you are a pretty big company. Get your server to work so I can check my e-mail. This sucks something horrible. I'm waiting for important communications. Damn itDamn itdamn itdamn it |
| Tuesday, April 18th, 2006 |
| 9:38 am |
Greyhound runs the biggest scam! Tell all your friends!!!
Hey everybody. I tried to order a bus ticket for my girlfriend so she could come down for my sister's wedding in Portland. The difference in price between her ordering the ticket online and myself ordering the ticket online is $11. So I called the customer service line and got into a heated argument with the Greyhound people. I know, I know eleven dollars isn't much but the way they described it was that they were essentially wiring money, and you know how you get charged for wiring money to someone. No I don't understand that. These are two separate issues. Well I kept on getting more and more upset(well pissed would be a more appropriate word), so I said I would just call corporate. It's a stupid policy. It doesn't cost them anymore to send the ticket whether I order it or she orders it. This is bullcacca. |
| Thursday, April 13th, 2006 |
| 9:36 am |
You ever feel like you're in a shit storm when something good happens.
So while this is the greatest news, I can't help but feel a sense of dread. Nicole is leaving me for Bellingham. While I'm happy for her(she got into the Nursing Program), it feels like a big chunk of my heart is going with her. Why can't she keep some of my beer belly there with her. Well Spud, I guess it's just you and me. More to be said later. |
| Thursday, March 16th, 2006 |
| 8:33 am |
I'm probably slow.
Maybe I'm a slow asshat, but it seems strange to me that we are trying to create democracy and peace in Iraq and the middle east and yet today the largest air assault was launched in Iraq since the 2003 invasion. Don't get me wrong I'm all for bringing peace and whatnot but isn't dropping a bunch of bombs in this country like taking a bat to a beehive and thinking to oneself, "There that'll show those bees that they can't build a nest on my house!!! Stupid bees." And then running and screaming because hundreds of them are coming after you, stinging you on all the parts you don't want them to. (I've tried this, as well as with rocks, and my supersoaker, will I ever learn?) http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2006/03/16/ap/world/mainD8GCOK48B.shtml |
| Friday, March 3rd, 2006 |
| 8:35 am |
Seems like I only update this when I'm having a major moment.
I was going to write this letter to the Pioneer upon finding out that one of my favorite High School teachers passed away this morning. Well I don't know how to get the words out in an appropriate manner there but I do want to let you know Ray Johnston that you are cared about and missed by many students. Last week sometime I found out that you were very sick. I thought to myself, that's impossible. I had seen you 3 months prior in the grocery store and you were very amiable, friendly and even remembered my name(I've had experiences where teachers weren't aware that I had attended the high school). Anyway, you were in charge of the Youth and Government program and taught Accounting and Typing at the school as well but my most important experiences came from all of the hard work you put into the Youth and Government program. Even though I would come in for the basketball or football games to make some money for the Youth and Government program. You were always there before hand setting everything up and then at the end of the games to make sure everything was closed down. We had the largest delegation in the State of Washington. That's a lot to say for a 2A school that wasn't even affiliated with the YMCA. You would provide food for all 80-100 of us on a monthly basis it seems. You were available for students when it came time to get their bills ready for Mock legislature. You chased us down and got us rounded up when we entered an area of the building we weren't supposed to be in. While I know it stressed you the hell out, you managed to get through it and kept your cool. I can't imagine what you went through keeping your cool with a coed group of hormone enraged kids over three to four nights. Of all the teachers I had I felt that I could talk to you. But when you were sick I didn't know what to say. A couple of us tried to visit you at the VA hospital, but by the time we got there you had been sent home. I didn't try to call or visit you at home. When I got a phone call saying that you had pneumonia and that it was really affecting your lung cancer, and that they didn't see you making it through the week, I didn't call. I can say I didn't know what to say but the reality of it is. All I needed to say was two little words. Thank you. Ray Johnston passed away this morning March 3rd, 2006. You will be missed. |
| Tuesday, February 28th, 2006 |
| 1:06 pm |
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| Friday, February 10th, 2006 |
| 2:31 pm |
| Your Candy Heart Says "Hug Me" | 
A total sweetheart, you always have a lot of love to give out.
Your heart is open to where ever love takes you!
Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a surprise romantic evening that you've planned out
Your flirting style: lots of listening and talking
What turns you off: fighting and conflict
Why you're hot: you're fearless about falling in love |
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| Friday, February 3rd, 2006 |
| 10:50 am |
The only people dumber than pet owners.....
Are those who admire the pets. And I mean in a creepy way. So this morning I was in dog walking bliss mode. Just me and "Potato". His name is Spud, but he gets called potato on occasion. See what I mean, pet owners are stupid. Well anyway, there I was just walking my dog down first street. The same street my car is on and I approach the intersection by the post office. In the oncoming intersection is this older shitty sounding red 4runner, (putt putt squeak, putt putt clunk putt putt putt) and then my ears burn at the sound. This guy rolls down his window, but not really rolls it down. He has to pull it down as he is rolling, to get my attention of course, and in true Skamania County drawl he utters the words. "Thats a nice looking dog". Well right abou this time, Spud, or Potato as I like to call him is doing what all dogs like to do in the middle of the intersection so as to embarass their dumbass owners and squats and takes a dump. Well this really sets the guy going and he says, "Damn, I like dogs". Mind you all of this is occurring in longer than the time it takes my 110 pound dog to take a monstrous shit in the middle of the road where I'm blocking traffic, the guy in the shitty red 4runner with the window that won't roll down on it's own is holding up traffic that is diverted from the highway, and again he utters the word. "That's a nice looking dog." I said the first thing that came to my mind, "Thanks" while this wonderful specimen of Skamania County is giving "Potato" the fuck me eyes. I hope everybody's friday is going wonderfully. |
| Wednesday, December 14th, 2005 |
| 10:01 am |
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| Monday, February 28th, 2005 |
| 10:18 pm |
It took me three tries to post my last entry correct. By the way....I'm graduating. |
| 10:15 pm |
Graduation Coming Up! I need tickets!!!!
Is anyone graduating this quarter? Do you have extra tickets? Would you be willing to give them away, sell them? trade them for favors...not those kind. Please e-mail me at linqza@hotmail.com. I invited more people than tickets that are going to be given to me. |
| Monday, February 14th, 2005 |
| 1:33 pm |
hmm
I think I want to stay in Bellingham. I know that doesn't mean I'm going to but this morning was one of the most wonderful I've had in a really long time. I got up with my girlfriend and we went to one of our favorite cafe's here in town at 8:00 am. At this cafe, because it's Valentine's day I'm assuming they lit candles on all of the tables. And there was a couple of people playing some really good bluegrass music, and there were these great paintings on the wall. You could tell that the person could paint but they put together these clever paintings with unique cartoons. And it was raining but off in the distance you could see the sun bursting through the clouds onto the water of Bellingham bay and it was beautiful and I told my girlfriend that I really don't want to leave. Anyway I'll be down in Portland/Vancouver in a couple weeks if people sub for me at work. Then I'm supposed to move in a couple more weeks. La la la la la..... bye. |
| Tuesday, January 18th, 2005 |
| 8:26 am |
Dirt, Filth and other Debris
Hey all WWUers, I was walking up Garden Street to get to school today and thought up a proposal. Perhaps we should change the unofficial school mascot to the Western "Dirty F#@*in Pigs". There are beer cans littering the street the whole way up. I'm sure High Street, Indian, 20th through 26th and many other student populous areas are full of trash as well. If people are interested I'd like to form perhaps a livejournal meet and greet and then a trash pickup day. If no one is interested I'll be out there myself muttering about all of the hippie hypocrites on this campus. Thanks Hockey19 |
| Thursday, January 6th, 2005 |
| 9:59 am |
Dear Grandma, How do I honor your memory? You died last night and I have yet to get to know you. I saw you six months ago when you were in your darkest hours. Taken by Alzheimers, that vacant stare(except for once or twice during the week when I thought you had given me a knowing glimmer with those eyes, everyone discounted my thoughts on it). I wish I could have seen you more, talked to you more, you lived over 2000 miles from home. What should I do? Before that trip six months ago I hadn't seen you in ten years. Then you were different. You were grandma. The same woman who would make me sandwiches and take care of me while my parents went to do whatever it was they were doing. Do I write you a song? I really didn't get a chance to know you. Do I make you a mug at one of those cheesy pottery places that has your favorite saying on it, "Uff da". I wonder how my mom feels. My dad had to call me and tell me that you were dead. My mom, for the first time in her life that I can remember, was distraught. I need to send her a card. I worry about grandpa, your husband. It was amazing. Despite losing your memories, thoughts you retained good health while grandpa has been deteriorating from the inside, trying to stay strong I think, for you. He lost his sight, his independence. I miss you. Love Andrew |
| Thursday, December 16th, 2004 |
| 5:41 am |
I never realized it before but being a public safety assistant or "Greencoat" as we're called at Western is pretty thankless. I realized this yesterday morning. I've been working the graveyard shift which means I am in charge of getting the campus doors open(over 200). There's no thanks for getting all of those doors open but as soon as you miss one they rip your head off. Enough ranting it's 5:43 in the morning. One more night of this then I'm off to sunny Vancouver Washington for the weekend. Anybody wanna hang out? |
| Wednesday, December 8th, 2004 |
| 1:09 pm |
Dear Campus bookstore, I would like to send you a sincere thanks for giving me a 5% return on my textbooks for this quarter. After spending $225 on books and receiving $11.50 cents in return I can see that next quarter I will have to go online and find a less expensive place to shop. Sincerely Andrew P. Lembrick |
| Monday, December 6th, 2004 |
| 9:03 am |
Wow. I'm glad she passed out Saturday night. Parkman47 knows what I'm talking about. |
| Wednesday, November 24th, 2004 |
| 1:35 pm |
Sorry everybody. I thought I was going to be able to make it down to the Couv, Skamco, and Portland but I've got to work this whole weekend. Shit. Anyway. I'll be down for Christmas and will make time to see every one of you. Even if it means getting a drunken orgy together in some sleazy hotel(sorry it's all I can afford). Have a great Holiday weekend. I'll be bored bored bored. Please someone, anyone offer to come visit me. I'll go crazy. |
| Friday, November 5th, 2004 |
| 9:57 am |
I'm coming home this weekend. Who wants to touch me? One night only. |
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